The pit was lined with sharp thorns, its top concealed under a layer of thatch and leaves.
The night was pitch-black, making it easy to overlook the danger at one's feet. After a few successful raids, the hungry Beastmen who had come to steal food were convinced they hadn't been discovered. They let their guard down completely, never expecting a trap lay in wait for them.
"AWOO??"
'When did they dig a huge pit here??'
"ROAR, ROAR—"
'The people from this tribe must have dug it. How cunning!'
The fuming Hyena Beastmen gnashed their teeth, completely forgetting that they were the despicable thieves themselves.
Their bodies were covered in bloody scratches. With muscles taut and twitching, their limbs were braced against the pit's walls like geckos, sharp claws digging into the dirt. They looked utterly ridiculous.
Sharp thorns lay just below their feet. No matter how exhausted they were, they didn't dare loosen their grip.
